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    Normally, a wound this small wouldn’t need something as drastic as stitches. It shouldn’t have bled so much in the first place.

    But unfortunately for Suo, the natto that his Master ordered him to eat every night was a natural blood thinner…..which meant that he was prone to excessive bleeding. It wasn’t a problem, really. More of a nuisance than anything.

    After all, Suo was quite adept at avoiding injuries.

    But when he did get injured, Suo wanted nothing more than to take care of it himself. Unfortunately for him, his friends wouldn't allow that.

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    Suo really wished he’d be given permission to eat something else for a change. Anything else, really. This bland, bitter, nasty food was far too difficult to stomach. He was sick of it.

    And he understood that intermittent fasting had several benefits and helped keep him healthy and in shape, but it just…..didn’t feel worth it to Suo.

    It felt like his life was just rinse and repeat; the same awful meal eaten alone every single day.

    Until one day, Suo found his routine interrupted.

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    Umemiya has a talk with Suo, and they share a meal together.

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    Since they'd fallen out of hell, the Night Nurse slamming the door on the awful baby doll demon behind them, Charles had been itching to touch Edwin. And it wasn't like his usual touch-oriented personality just wishing to have some sort of contact. He could control that easily enough after all this time.

    No, this was something different.

    This felt like a desperation. A need to be in Edwin's personal space, to keep his hands on him. He wanted to wrap his best friend in a hug and never let go, he wanted to sit as close as possible as they heard a new case. He wanted to take Niko’s place as she grabbed Edwin's hand to drag him to watch another one of her shows. He wanted to tuck Edwin against him as they sat on the couch. He would wrap an arm around Crystal and wish it was Edwin, who was merely across the room.

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    After Hell, Charles is terrified of letting Edwin out of his reach for fear that he might get taken away again. He is, of course, being very subtle in his attempts to keep Edwin close.

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    a series of moments when charles can't stop touching edwin to remind himself that he's real and safe, until it all finally catches up to him and he snaps

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    “Where are you buried, do you’ve any idea?”

    “My body was never found,” he replies softly. “There is a memorial marker next to my parents’ graves, but my remains are not there.”

    The idea is so horrifying that it stuns Charles into silence for a couple seconds. “I didn’t know that. Why didn’t I know that?”

    Edwin’s shoulders tense. “The whole thing is bloody tragic enough as it is.”

    Grabbing his wrist, Charles begins marching them back in the direction of the pond they used to get here.

    Edwin doesn’t resist, but he does argue, because of course he does. “Charles, where are we going?”

    “St. Hilarion’s. We’ve got a new case, don’t we?”

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    “Oi. What’s that. The medicine?”

    “Yes.” Aoi replied, her tone now on the line of being annoyed. She went over to the kettle she had placed on a rolling cart-one she probably brought into the room when she happened upon a sleeping, dirty Inosuke.

    “Gimmie that.” He demanded, following her without hesitation. “I’ll give it to him.”

    “What?! No!” Aoi pulled the bag away from his reach, but he was taller than her and stronger too. “Hey! What do you think—"

    “What kinda boss am I if I can’t take care of my pack, huh?” Inosuke huffed at her and she crossed her arms with a sharp glare. The resistance would be futile though, since Inosuke had set his sights on the task before him. There was no taking things away from him once he had them, that was just how things went. Unless your name was Tanjirou, that is. He was more willing to listen to him for some reason...but he wouldn’t complain about that.

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    or just another sick fic but it's because of an injury this time

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